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About Gothenburg

Thing is, it’s a mixed bag. One night, you’re chattin’ some stunner—legs for days, witty banter—next thing, she ghosts ya faster than a wight in sunlight. Pisses me off, that does! Where’s the honor? “We’re all just meat,” *Leviathan* whispers, and ain’t that the truth—swipe left, swipe right, it’s a meat market out there. But then—oh, then!—you hit gold. Met this lass once, fiery redhead, proper minx—knew her way ‘round a bed better’n I know a cask. Left me grinning like a fool—happy as a pig in shit.

Sexdate/Hookup Eksjö

After rescuing him, we hit up the square by the Eksjö Church. It’s beautiful, man. The architecture is insane. I’m takin’ pics, and this old dude walks by. He’s like, “You know, this church is over 700 years old.” I’m like, “Wow, that’s older than my grandma!”